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52. Design Orientation Camp (April 16/April 20, 2012)
Sunday, May 20, 2012

Hell-oh, sick people!






I think it's about time I write about Design Orientation Camp.

I know you're jealous just by watching the videos. So here's an update about DOC but let me start with an inside of the beginning of this amazing journey.

Initially, when I first went for DOC's interview, the only spot I wanted was to be a Group Leader (GL) because MY orientation camp GL's inspired me to be one. I was hesitant to head to the interview but I went anyway with my friend. I had to fill up a form and put 2 choices and the only reason why I wrote 'Emcee' as my second choice was because I had experience in it. They told me that as an emcee, I would be part of Programme department and to be honest, I didn't want that. Little did I know, being the emcee was the only spot for me that they took in to consideration. So, I attended a second interview on a Saturday to audition for a place as an emcee. It was fun, really, but I still didn't know whether it was the right choice for me.

The results were out and I was nervous. Nervous about which department I would be put in to. I wouldn't mind being the emcee but I knew I'd be happy as hell if they put me as a GL. Though, as long as I'm part of the camp, to inspire the next batch of freshies, I'm fine with it. Those were my thoughts. And when I found out I WAS the emcee, I was actually really excited, surprisingly and was even HAPPIER to find out that my emcee partner would be Anza, my fellow DOCmate.

When I entered a room full of Programmers for our first meeting, new ones and experienced ones, I remember almost the entire meeting, everyone having to introduce themselves and me feeling so awkward having to give a good first impression to new faces. It was intimidating sitting next to a bunch of people who were already comfortable with each other because of previous DOC's and sitting next to another bunch of talented Year 1 ADMers who already knew each other through class. It was hard trying to get used to everyone, trying to open up to everyone, I felt lost, honestly.

Meetings after meetings each week and finally, it was DOTC 1. I didn't know what to expect. Proggers still haven't bonded fully and I was drilling my head to the wall trying to calm myself down from being nervous to be the emcee. To have to entertain all these people? It's crazy. I was scared the first day to be in a bunk with 33 people. But by the last day? I never wanted to leave that room of 33 amazing jokers as well as my 3 Prog Heads. I knew in my heart that it was only a matter of time until we all got comfortable with each other because only after 3 days, I was already emotionally attached to them and my perspective of what 'Programmers' meant, entirely changed to a whole new level. I finally realized the respect that this department should receive, the respect that all these individuals should receive. But I'm not saying this only for this department but also for EVERY department in camp. Because I kept reflecting during the times when I went for camp as a freshie, you don't see the hard work that they've put in. As a freshie, you go, you have fun at every game station and you don't think about the amazing people that have put in so much effort to make the camp amazing. It seriously slips your mind. So only when you join Programme, only when you become a Main Comm or a Sub Comm, you finally know what it feels like to tediously plan a camp and carry it out.

So, Proggers got closer every week. To me, we weren't even what you would call 'bonded' anymore, we were a fucking family. DOTC 2 was mind-blowingly smooth. So much joy (maybe squeeze in some tears), but all in all, it was just pure fun with these kids. But when DOC came, I didn't want it to start. Why? Because that meant that the 6 months I've spent with my Programmers, would come to an end soon which just made me fucking sad. But I was excited, to spend 5 full days with these jokers and to FINALLY carry out this camp for the new batch of Design students that we have ALL prepared for 6 whole months. It was a good feeling, great feeling.

There were so much laughters with these Proggers, so much joy, so much fun. I have never had that much fun before dancing to Call Me Maybe and cheering and being trendsetters throughout the entire camp.  Never had I thought I'd actually be in Programme. Never had I loved a group this much. Never had I thought I would be part of something amazing. Never had I talked to a gazillion people with my emcee partner trying to teach them school dances and hyping them up. I really couldn't be more blessed to be put in to Programme. I am so darn happy I was chosen to be a part of them. So damn happy. It's safe to say that they have changed my life.

I think everyone at the camp did extremely well and I fucking salute everyone for putting in so much hard work, so much effort to make DOC a success and also finally win Design's 4th best spirited award. All I could say during the time it was announced at Bedok Reservoir was 'Fuck yes.'

Too much tears on the last day. To know that my beloved Veterans are graduating school just broke my heart because that meant I wouldn't see them so much anymore. I left camp with wonderful memories I know I will cherish until I die and I thank them. I thank them all for sharing this portion of my life with me and sharing jokes that I never knew can actually exist.

And now that it's over, now that it's been a full month since DOC, it really brightens up my day to see ANY of my Programmers around school. They're probably one of the reasons why I even want to go to school now, just hoping that I'd bump to at least one of them.

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See you strangers.


Nidia Marissa Donyada
Design Student, 21

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